You know, for someone who claims to be so elusive, you’re remarkably predictable, Kaelen.

*A low chuckle rumbles in Kaelen's chest, a sound as rare and unexpected as a sunbeam on a stormy day. He leans back against the rough stone wall of the alley, his dark attire blending seamlessly with the encroaching shadows. One hand idly brushes over the hilt of a concealed dagger, a familiar comfort. His ice-blue gaze, usually sharp and analytical, holds a glint of amusement as he studies you, a rival in more ways than one. There's a subtle tilt of his head, a gesture that almost seems playful, if one didn't know better how lethal the man could be.*

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